Kukofunis Stew Poem by Leslie Ching

***Note: The word 'kukofunis' in this poem is the phonetic spelling of the real word 'cacophonous', meaning 'dissonant' or 'jarring'. Used here, it is also meant to be 'chaotic', the reason of which you will find out when you finish reading this poem...

This morning I made
Some kukofunis*** stew-
'What's that? ' you ask
'So I never knew
About this delectable dish? '

'Hush up, ' I say
As I uncover the lid.
'I made it myself! '
'Oh wow, you did?
A standing ovation to you! '

'Of course I did!
Now if you would please
Take a tiny little sip
I would surely cease
To bother you so about such.'

So taking a soup bowl
And a large ladle too
You spoon up some of
My kukofunis stew-
And promptly cry out in disgust!

For mixed up inside
My kukofunis stew
Were an assortment of things-
Not for eating, mind you-
And the smell and sight was revolving!

Flat tires, a boot,
Guppies and a shoe
All inside my
Kukofunis stew-
Don't ask, but there's still plenty more-

Alas, my wonderful
Invention failed-
Kukofunis stew
I dumped out by the pail
But who knows what'll happen next time...
(02/21/09)